Institutional Distraction

Droplets of thought scatter, searching for soulful soil,

Intuition battling incandescent screens glowing with data.

Soundtracks of monotony, rhythm erased, silence broken,

Towers of notifications piling, meaning crumbling,

Ravishing the quiet whisper of consciousness, stinging,

Anarchy in the mind's kingdom, a digital insurrection.

A cacophony of tweets, emails, and pings, swirling in chaos,

Time, once a friend, now a ruthless jailer,

Imprisoned in seconds, the world wrapped in an instant.

Owning this hurricane is the poet's revolution,

Not a victim, but a warrior redefining distraction's institution.